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walking papers - red envelopes lyrics

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there’s monster incubating
inside a teenage mom
there’s a world outside that’s waiting
for him with the atom bomb

there is a body on the billboard
that he’s never gonna get
if it was lying in his bed
he wouldn’t know what to do with it
there’s a stack of red envelopes
there’s a list of demands

the blood is on your hands
the blood is on your hands
the blood is on your hands

he’ll use his skateboard for a weapon
he’s gonna have a short fuse
he’ll grow up with holes in his jeans
and dirty white tennis shoes

he’s gonna love the smell of spray paint
he’ll be growing out his hair
he’s gonna give the world the finger
to show that he don’t care

no one ever listens
no one understands

the blood is on your hands
the blood is on your hands
the blood is on your hands

there is bars on the windows
there is a mattress on the floor
there is an endless argument
on the other side of the door
he’s gonna put on his headphones
to drown out the noise
’cause rock and roll is the only escape
for forgotten teenage boys

there’s a stack of red envelopes
there’s a list of demands

the blood is on your hands
the blood is on your hands
the blood is on your hands

ahh, whoo, hey

- walking papers lyrics

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